FADE UP:
INT. DARK WALNUT PANELLED OFFICE - MORNING
JOHN, 28, haggard and unshaven, sits in a black priest’s shirt with a white collar. He shifts uncomfortably in an overstuffed leather chair.
He accepts a glass of water from an unseen figure and takes a long drink.
JOHN
I have a confession to make. I’m not
the person you think I am.
He looks up with conviction.
JOHN (cont'd)
I murdered my brother.
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